Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The turbulence of Heavenly Fate lasted for several hours before gradually calming down.

Chu Zheng pondered for a moment, then sank his Divine Sense into the Sea of Consciousness, concentrating most of his awareness on his avatar in the Chaos Sea.

No news could be as intuitive as seeing it with one's own eyes.

This was one of the few advantages he had nowadays, allowing him a more direct understanding of the current situation in the Chaos Sea.

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Chaos Sea.

Ancient Crossing Realm.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight penetrated through layers of leaves, reflecting into the ancient forest among the mountains.

The entire mountain range was deathly silent; birds lowered their wings, and beasts nestled down, not daring to make the slightest sound.

In the depths of the dark forest, atop an ancient tree, a figure sat cross-legged.

The moonlight slanted onto the figure, reflecting a set of black armor that flowed with starlight, and the armor plates rhythmically shifted with the figure's breathing.

As the armor plates opened and closed, dark red veins extended from the gaps, weaving a web-like pattern in the void, absorbing the vast Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the armor on his body, his eyes slightly cold, his expression uncertain.

As his cultivation grew, he increasingly sensed that each piece of armor was devouring his flesh, constantly absorbing his power to nourish itself.

The majority of this cultivation belonged to the Armor Demon, not to him, the host.

Over these tens of thousands of years, he had undergone so much; his mindset was no longer what it used to be. Recently, he had begun thinking of ways to rid himself of this armor.

Even though this armor once gave him a chance at resurrection and the capability for revenge.

Ten thousand years were too long, enough to erase old memories. He even struggled to recall the appearances of his father and sister.

Now, what he increasingly worried about was whether this armor would completely devour him one day; he did not want to die without understanding why.

Suddenly, a faint light emerged on the armor, with a unique rhythm.

Chu Zheng's Divine Sense crossed the realm to arrive, gradually adapting to the body of the Armor Demon.

Over the years, he had always kept this avatar at a distance, not dedicating too much attention. Now, he needed a moment to adapt.

The Armor Demon's Order had, not long ago, broken through to the Ninth Order, and the host's strength was already comparable to a Mysterious Immortal, ranking as a top powerhouse within the Ancient Crossing Realm.

Through the Armor Demon's perception, Chu Zheng sensed many thoughts in the host's mind, but he paid them no heed. Once fully adapted, he directly suppressed the host's consciousness, putting him into a deep sleep, then took control of his body.

After probing with his Divine Sense for a moment, Chu Zheng tore open the void and entered an ancient city.

This city was the royal capital of a dynasty, and in its center stood a Divine Statue.

Moonlight, like water, covered every blue brick within the capital, while the countless flying eaves scattered throughout the city all prostrated at the feet of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.

The Divine Statue, gold-inlaid with red, appeared under the moon as if forged from blood gold, exuding an indescribable majesty.

[Ancestor God Statue (Seventh Order): The Golden Body of an Ancestral Realm Incense Spirituality, can greatly increase the cultivation speed of Seventh Order and below living creatures. Sincere worship offers a chance to receive the Ancestor God's blessing. By calling his true name 'Zheng Chu,' he can be summoned to descend.]

Seeing the information returned by the Spiritual Eye, Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his expression grave.

As expected, Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu had become an ancestor.

To his knowledge, this was the first Incense Spirituality to step into the Ancestral Realm since ancient times, perhaps even since the beginning of the world.

In either the Great Universe or the Chaos Sea, Incense Spiritualities had always been a minor path, with none reaching the Ancestral Realm.

Now, with Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, the Incense Fire Divine Path had undergone a qualitative change, becoming a leading Taoist Orthodoxy in the entire Great Universe.

This Half of Heaven's Fortune would make it easier for the Incense Spirituality to spread its teachings, accelerating cultivation growth.

After pondering for a while, Chu Zheng made his decision, leaving the Ancient Crossing Realm to gather information in the Chaos Sea.

Simply staying in the Ancient Crossing Realm had become somewhat restrictive; only in the Chaos Sea could he engage more quickly with changes in the situation.

Given the Armor Demon's current strength at the Ninth Order, even if cultivation couldn't advance after leaving the realm, it would still be sufficient.

However, taking the host along was evidently inconvenient; since he desired to rid himself of the Armor Demon, now was also a good opportunity to fulfill that wish.

Chu Zheng didn't hesitate much, immediately beginning to separate the Armor Demon from the host's body.

This process was akin to tearing flesh, indescribably painful, with the host's Divine Sense thrown into violent turmoil, on the verge of awakening.

Yet, under Chu Zheng's forceful suppression, the host ultimately did not awaken.

Not until dawn broke did Chu Zheng fully disentangle the Armor Demon. Before leaving, he casually helped repair the host's damaged body.

However, the host hadn't had the habit of wearing clothes for years, leaving not a stitch on him, so he could only remain bare.

Without the Armor Demon, the host's appearance bore no resemblance to either him or Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, which must have been what he wanted.

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The morning sunlight slowly spread across the long street, and the entire city gradually came back to life. Numerous devotees got up early, gathering toward the capital's center for their daily pilgrimage.

Soon enough, someone discovered the naked man lying by the roadside.

Amidst a clamoring of pushes and calls, the man slowly awoke, glanced at the surrounding crowd, and lowered his head to see his bare body, momentarily falling into a stupor.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his hand, touched his face, and his expression grew more complex, a mix of loss, joy, and slight bewilderment.

Having lost the Armor Demon, his cultivation plunged several realms, now roughly equivalent to the Eighth-Order Fourth Layer.

But now, he no longer cared about his cultivation.

Looking at the distant rising sun, memories from tens of thousands of years ago gradually cleared, as if it were yesterday, and he slowly moved his body, prostrating on the ground, murmuring with a hint of a sob:

"My name is... Ah Zao..."

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Vast Universe.

West Pole Divine Mansion, West Pole City.

The atmosphere within the city was tense, with Ancestral Realm auras fluctuating, suppressing all unrest.

Above the city, a Cave Heaven World was temporarily opened, with dense blood and qi waves, mixed with astonishing evil qi, continuously intertwining and entangling amidst the pervasive Chaotic Qi.

Fu Pinglan sat cross-legged on the ground, with a pale golden staff resting on his knees, while Heavenly Punishment and Wan Wenfeng sat beside him.

A host of Divine Martial Heavenly Generals held their breath, not daring to relax for a moment, their gaze locked onto the five figures opposing Fu Pinglan and his companions.

These five, without exception, were Ancient Ancestors within the Vast Universe; combined with Fu Pinglan and the other two, this small Cave Heaven World held eight Ancestral Realm beings.

Such a large gathering was something most of them had never witnessed in their lives.

"You wish to borrow the path to the Chaos Sea? On what basis?"

One Ancient Ancestor spoke solemnly, breaking the silence. He appeared to be in his early twenties, dressed in bloody robes, with long hair trailing to his waist. His appearance was uncommonly beautiful, with eyes like autumn waters, captivatingly alluring.

"Daoist Ancestor had an agreement with you back in the day. Does that matter still stand?"

At Fu Pinglan's words, the five Ancient Ancestors present all frowned.

Soon after, the agreement was established at the Boundary, urging more than a dozen Ancient Ancestors to meet their ends prematurely.

Subsequently, the Daoist Ancestor stayed for a period in the Vast Universe, extending the time for some of the Ancient Ancestors from the Vast Universe during that era, which is why they did not invade the Great Universe when the Boundary was shattered.

Thanks to the Daoist Ancestor, part of the Ancestral Realm in the Vast Universe now honors that long-ago act of mercy and has not invaded the Great Universe at the collapse of the Boundary.

But Fu Pinglan, how did he come to know of this?